Anika woke up to the cry of a baby, she rose between the silky sheets, her heart aching and missing her son more than ever, the feeling of emptiness that used to accompany nightmares, intense as the tears fighting to come out, but her dream had been different, she had dreamed of a little girl with dark hair and gray eyes, the feeling of loss in her chest fading as the confusion made her aware of where she was, she looked around, the relief quickly making her relax, she was in Klaus's room, she looked at herself, she was dressed in two-piece silk pajamas, which made her shudder slightly, had Klaus dressed her or someone else?The light in the walk-in closet was on, so she sat up, her body aching slightly from all the chaos, her neck feeling tense, and judging by the small patch on the back of her hand, Peter had treated her, what made her feel better, worse what she really needed, was to see the man she had been waiting for in the cabin, undressing as he entered and sliding the door ca

Klaus slammed his glass hard against the door, glass shards falling to the floor, Anika had finally fallen silent, she had vandalized a good part of her room, ripped her curtains, she had even taken their suits and stuffed them into the tub, spilled a lot of creams and products on them, even the damn cleaning products had been spilled on his bed, there was broken glass everywhere, a couple of fairly expensive works of art were reduced to rubble, and fury ran through his body, the palm of his hand stinging to spank the woman's rear at that disrespect. But something in him stopped him from going to the room where he knew perfectly well she was, and fucking sense inside her and spanking her ass for having destroyed his property, but he knew that doing so would only make things worse, she now knew his position as A prisoner, and Peter had gone that afternoon with the Governor, things couldn't stop from now on, not now that he planned to get his brother's daughter back and stay with Anika.

Anika woke up feeling the familiar discomfort that awaited her with her period, the feeling of discomfort, the nausea and as always, the cramps that did not seem to give her a rest that month, she thought that perhaps having sex with Klaus so often and under those conditions would only it had stressed her out, but it was a lie she told herself to…she really didn't know why, just that it was a lie, and that she was in too much pain to think straight, the simple feeling of the sheets sticky against her skin told her that it would be a fatal period, sitting up made her feel nauseated, which she did not appreciate too much, normally her periods were bearable, at least two days, or in general her symptoms were tolerable, but occasionally a period would come that made her seriously question her Advantages of having a hysterectomy.Silky sheets sucked for times like this, her shorts were completely soaked in the rear, she thought about complaining to Klaus about it, her underwear, evidently p

"I want an updated photo of Viktoria," Klaus requested seriously as he looked at Peter, who was looking at the money in front of him with an expression of uncertainty, it was part of the money he had recovered from one of the warehouses that Constantine had taken over, after they Anika had agreed to send a picture to her father as proof that she was in perfect health (Klaus was still trying to convince her to make the call, having not considered that she would make it so fucking difficult for him) as a show of good faith, the governor had sent the location of one of his wineries, the gift Klaus had sent her had also worked of course, it had been a risky move, she had sent him pictures of the man fucking one of Anika's friends, which answered a couple of questions about how the man got so much control over his daughter, it had been hard for him to get, but it had been one of the last things Anatoly had done for him."I'm not giving you anything," Peter finally said, swallowing hard, oh

"That's an unnecessary lot of cars" Anika complained when she saw Klaus's private garage, who smiled slightly as he admired his collection, half of those cars were completely whimsical acquisitions, and the other half were part of his brother's money laundering business. “Some are yours,” he said slowly, taking out the keys to the car, a Bugatti La volture noir, as he led Anika to her seat, the woman looked at him in surprise, blankly, Klaus took a deep breath before replying, “Nikolay and I. we used to have this competition over who had the best car, it was one of the few interests we could share without father intruding too much” she explained, Anika swallowed hard, trying to absorb the idea that the almost forty cars inside the garage were mere whims of the brothers "As his fiancée, I'm sure he would have wanted you to inherit some...besides, our tastes are completely different" he added, while admiring the image of the woman inside the car, it was a completely elegant and unique